Bruce called it everlasting
While the ancient poet said
a thousand years hearts melting
a potent kiss
your hand to my hand
as we stroll into the Apocalypse
the ache too hard, as that ancient poets said,
the everlasting memory of that first kiss
should have been enough
and yet never was
and now all this time later
it is all there
lasting
a decade or a century
or until the end of time
the taste of it
lingering
the full of it tattooed in me
so I will never forget
everlasting
a thousand years
always melting me
from the inside
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